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Nostalgia...Those Were The Days!
There are times when my heart goes wild,
trying to be free;
Free to do all things so wild,
only childhood could decree;
The only girl and three brothers,
we made a team of four;
I played with them and laughed with them
but always wanted one more;
Dancing in the rain... bare feet,
and catching not the cold!
playing in the scorching heat
till Mommy came and scold;
Walking up that lonely road
that took us up the hill;
paddling down our little bikes
and guzzling at the swill;
Crawling by on tippy toes
on pebbles in the stream;
slithering for our paper boats,
slipping without a scream;
Ding Dong Ditch with our aunt next door
hiding behind the bush;
Whenever got caught...they ran away,
giving me a push;
It was life at its best,
but we never knew of it;
Within no time, it was all gone
and the four of us got split;
When I look back at those merry times
my heart goes wild again;
Craving to be that child once more,
but here its me...mundane!
Comments
Being one the fours .... what can i say , gone are the days but still seems like yesterday! I can close my eyes and recall every bit.
Great poetry sis!
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Bilaal and Seema...sorry for the late reply...I'm very busy these days... hardly get anytime for myself...and yes...i had a FUNtastic time growing up...and i love to talk about it and think about it...once again...thanks for the visit.
Fabulous trip down the memory lane. Beautiful work Rozina. Our childhood memories have so much in common.... and these memories never fade away.Aren't we lucky ?
Sounds like you had an awesome time growing up. I think most people today have been robbed of such experiences. Lovely poem and use of words to describe a time which obviously was very dear to you.
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Thanks for the appreciation...it means a lot to me...
What a beautiful poem. Appropriate images make it easier to picture it in my mind. The flow the description is all so wonderful.
Very nice great job.
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Thanks a lot Kh...thanks for your warm appreciation.
Beautiful poem so close to everyone's heart. But not everyone can put it into such lovely words.
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Thank you dear...thats the best compliment so far...I love u...
GOSH!..i read all your poems and they are spectacular!..this one is my favourite. I never knew you could write such amazing poems!!!!!!
This is something we've been doing in our good old days. Your poem brought it back. A lovely reminder of those days.
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Actually...I wrote this , like my other poems....many years ago...and whenever I go through it ...its is like, merry times revisited....thanks Naeem, for generous words and liking it.
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I'm flattered, Seema...You've caught the frequency of the note...
Thanks beyond words for your hearty appreciation...
Take me right back in the days!! Also gives me butterflies in my stomach and tears are rolling out. Great picture of past with words! Don't get to read such a genuine poetry very often.
BRAVO!!
What you write is so close to human psychology and i am sure everyone around here who read this poem must be sinking in his/her childhood .thumbs up for your great sharing. Keep it up and let us feel the reality of true words. Stay blessed
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Thanks for liking it, Aimen.
Wonderful poem of childhood memories. Beautiful pictures and beautiful description of the good old days. I loved the poem!
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You are right, Abbas...those were really the good old days...
thanks for dopping by, brother.
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Thanks a lot Saima...I wish I can give my children this type of childhood...where they can play outside, not online... meet their friends and family face to face...not on facebook... I really feel so bad that they are missing so much..missing the real fun of being a child...
Thanks again for liking it.
That is so true.. You always realize after that you were having a great time.. Good old days!!
Very well said once again!!
Well done, very nice poem,reminding me my child hood.
Keep it up Allah bless U:-)
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Thank you Dana for dropping your comments. Thanks for your time and thought.
We always have our memories to look upon fondly. Sometimes I wish life would always stay as simple and carefree as the life of a child. Sometimes it is only through the eyes of a child that you realize how beautiful and uncomplicated life really is.
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Thank you so much, Jodah....Thanks for the appreciation.
Wonderful poem of childhood nostalgia, and the images were perfect. Well done Rozina.
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Thanks for being the first to comment...and thanks for appreciating and relating to the thought...
Thanks indeed!
What a great poen. You are really gifted. Thos were the days indeed. I really miss those carefreee moments of my childhood. Wish I could get them back, alas.
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